Napoleonic Dread French Vivandiere

Sophie Chandail felt her heart racing. Around her, men were shouting and a shot cracked. This was the part that she hated. The part when chaos and terror errupted and made soldiers panic and die horrible deaths, and she always felt so useless. She liked taking care of the unit, especially of the young recruits with their clean uniforms and their smooth cheeks and their eyes that had never seen true despair. She liked how thankful they were for the decent, nutritious food she cooked for them. Fo…

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